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13h
Who told you they would be out because the blacktop is hot?
Who's light was used to find it slithering where you said it would not be?
Who sacrificed their personal belongings to catch and release?
Who talks and talks and knows not true facts with data that is incomplete?
Who listens to redrum music?
Who is the one doing The shining?   OOOOH that's me!
I caught the baby Mojave rattling green?
Who?
Michael A Pettigrew took a rod & wrapped the poisonous rattler and had them stare terror in the face.
That old serpent deserves to live in fear with Grace.
On the Sabbath day these events took place.
I originally wrote this talking about someone else am I a compliments of catching the Mojave green then realize me and this person were the same thing.
Written by
Michael A Pettigrew  38/M
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